of Alwyn’s manhood would be her husband’s appointment to Paris? And if it were?
“I’ll do what I can,” she said graciously; “but I am afraid that will not be much.”
Miss Wynn hesitated. She had not succeeded even in guessing the source of Mrs. ¬ÝVanderpool‚Äôs interest in Alwyn, and without that her appeal was but blind groping. She stopped on her way to the door to admire a bronze statuette and find time to think.
‚ÄúYou are interested in bronzes?‚Äù asked Mrs. ¬ÝVanderpool.
“Oh, no; I’m far too poor. But I’ve dabbled a bit in sculpture.”
‚ÄúIndeed?‚Äù Mrs. ¬ÝVanderpool revealed a mild interest, and